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A Story by Yoli
deranged a*****e, better know that you're not worth a dirt under my shoe.
Perhaps stop harassing women on random websites because you can't get your..
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A Poem by Yoli
Of what stings, and brings stiffAir in the room.Room is small of fifteen years.Bruise in walls, paint that did not comewith the bruisesThe White is sp..
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A Poem by Yoli
Fortnight setIn a far-off castle.Your friend’s cats and bed-Me, yours mid-foreign flesh.Soon soap suds,We brushing sweat.You iced all icksWhen i..
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A Poem by Yoli
hard time finding the perfect jean,hard time landing a part-time job,hard time sleeping, hard time strictwith the iron pills.ore hour the orange juice..
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A Story by Yoli
une nouvelle en cours de traitement: polar et amours d'été (trompeurs)
WIP of a short story I'm currently writing: summer loves and po..
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A Poem by Yoli
I felt the coffee I spell on your cheeks; Yesterday.It's of smells, the spelling in eating you - weeks.Grains, greasy gloss with your kissLicks - on m..
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